Those lips
That smile
A dream that dips
Me in love for a while,
Those eyes
That glint
A life of sighs
Should give me a hint,
So when I cry
Those silent internal years
Just pass on by
In the mix of cold loving tears,
I cannot blame
That summer treat
For others the same
When they and you did meet,
You let me in
Tempting sugary lips
I think of our having been
And drugged up love trips,
So you have to end
This lie of love
Make a heart that cannot mend
And leave single a beautiful dead dove,
So here I lie
Dead
Latest victim of your smile
Strawberries and cream,
But all is real
Not even a dream
Your poisonous meal
Your strawberry scream.